Chapter 298 1 song red dust

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Xu Qing glanced at the dust that disappeared around, gradually invisible gravel. He didn’t care about the deaths of those people. What made Xu Qing dignified was the method of returning to the virtual world.

This method seems simple, but the mystery contained in it is beyond Xu Qing’s cognition.

This made Xu Qing take a deep breath, and looked down at the Taisdu’e Mountains below, where the mountain was originally located.

There, it’s flat.

Xu Qing was silent, and controlled the magic boat to continue moving forward. Under the moonlight night, you seem to be in a good mood. You sometimes put the jug on the edge of the red layer – mouth after mouth – she likes drinking, she is less charming and more sassy. It’s a little bit like this, not only did it not reduce her charm, on the contrary, it was the meaning of the rivers and lakes, and the feeling of drinking a pot of turbid wine made the attractiveness formed by the figure even stronger. Xuan Shangxian’s jug.

However, thinking of the cultivation base of Zixuan Shangxian – no matter how much he drank, he would not be drunk. He breathed a sigh of relief and noticed Xu Qing’s gaze. Zixuan Shangxian’s beautiful face was full of smiles and raised the wine in his hand. The pot shook towards Xu Qing.

“Are you drinking?” Xu Qing shook his head

“You’re a little stupid.” Shangxian Zixuan chuckled and put it to his mouth and took another sip. There were so many strands dripping down the corners of her slightly upturned mouth and drifting away with the wind in all directions. One of the drops may be a coincidence. , landed on Xu Qing’s chin, emitting a trace of alcohol, when it got into Xu Qing’s nose.

On the ship’s rail, Shang Xian Zixuan took out an emerald green flute and placed it in front of him, playing the yo-yo flute. The flute was very nice.

Although Xu Qing didn’t understand the rhythm, he could also hear the heroic presence in the music. It seemed that there was a woman in clothes and holding a long sword who came from the rivers and lakes. She was talking about her youth and past events, with a hint of regret. Listening to Xu Qing’s body slowly relaxing, time passed by immersed in it.

Under the moonlight, the immortal Zixuan in white clothes – like a fairy in the world, her eyes are blurred – the flute is swaying and the mountain wind is accompanied by a light song and music is flowing in all directions and drifting away.

And Taisdu’er Mountain, which used to be filled with cruelty in the past, seemed to be immersed in the sound of the flute and became extremely quiet in this night.

As if in the whole world, there was only Shangxuan Zixuan alone. Gradually, the regret in the flute sound turned into loneliness. Xu Qing heard the loneliness and couldn’t help raising his head to look at the Shangxuan Zixuan sitting on the boat rail. The other party’s body is more ethereal and more lonely, like the orchid in the empty valley.

She doesn’t need anyone to appreciate her blooming season, she doesn’t need anyone to witness her youth, she only blooms for herself, and only looks forward to her heart’s persistence.

Looking at the beautiful figure in his eyes, Xu Qing suddenly understood why the captain said that there are countless reasons why this Zixuan Shangxian was obsessed with her when he was young. Xu Qing was not obsessed with her, but he liked this heroic appearance with regret. The flute also likes the loneliness contained in the flute.

Xu Qing closed his eyes, which reminded him of his childhood life, his struggling life—and Lei Dui, and Master Bai. He wanted to drink for a long time before dawn.

The sound of the flute slowly dissipated, and at the moment of sunrise, the figure of Zixuan Shangxian stood on the bow with his back to Xu Qing and looked up at the burning sky in the distance – the scene “Xu Qing, do you like watching the sunrise?”

“Very few.” Xu Qing thought for a while and returned.

“I like it, because the moment of sunrise is the most beautiful.” Shangxian Zixuan said softly and stood there staring at Cang Wan and Xu Qing also raised his head and looked at the sky.

The two of them did not speak, until the red sun rose up in the burning red cloud, and the endless light of the red sun swept toward the heaven and the earth and swept across the darkness that melted the night sky, setting off the black messenger of Mount Taisdu’e.

The world was bright at this moment, and when a new day came, a sudden malicious gaze emerged from the Taisdu’er Mountain below and locked onto Xu Qing’s Dharma boat.

This gaze seemed to have turned into reality, distorted the four directions, and also covered the light of the sky for a while, so there was a hint of displeasure on Zixuan Shangxian’s eyebrows, and the next moment, when this malicious gaze fell on Zixuan Shangxian, the inner The malicious question turned into shock and panic instantly dissipated.

But obviously disturbing Zixuan Shangxian has serious consequences.

Zixuan Shangxian raised his jade hand and waved towards a hill not far away, twisting it directly, burning visible to the naked eye—in an instant or for the sake of flying ashes.

The whole process just happened in the blink of an eye, and it quickly reached the extreme, and even the screams didn’t have time to echo the mountain (this chapter is not over!)

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Everything no longer exists.

After finishing all these things, Shangxuan Zixuan stretched her waist and turned to walk towards Xu Qing. In Xu Qing’s nervousness, she walked in front of Xu Qing, looking into Xu Qing’s eyes with deep eyes, it was easy for him to look at him. People are lost in it.

Xu Qing instinctively avoided it, seeing that Shangxian Zixuan lightly smiled and walked into the cabin without saying a word.

Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and sighed inwardly. He felt that time passed very slowly after leaving the sect. At this moment, he went all out to integrate the cultivation base into the Dharma boat, which inspired the divinity of the Dharma boat.

Make its speed skyrocket and roar away. The day passes quickly and the night falls again.

This night, Shangxuan Zixuan was still sitting on the rail of the boat and occasionally took a sip of wine, adding to the sound of the flute. I like it until the middle of the night, when the sky is full of dark clouds and covers the bright moon, there is a faint thunder coming, and when the rain seems to be spilling on the world, Xu Qing couldn’t help but ask at the moment when the sound of the fairy flute on Zixuan dissipated and drinking.

“Senior, does this song have a name?”

“Do you like it?” Zixuan Shangxian put down the jug and looked at Xu Qing with a charm in his eyes, Xu Qing nodded, “Do you know how to play the flute?” Xu Qing shook her head

“I’ll teach you.” During the words, Zixuan Shangxian stepped forward, not waiting for Xu Qing to see that she had arrived at Xu Qing’s side and the flute in her hand was placed in front of him.

When Xu Qing took it hesitantly, the High Immortal Zixuan came behind him and stretched out his hands from his sides—the moment he pressed his hands and the skin touched Xu Qing’s body, especially at the moment when the two were almost sticking to each other. At the same time, the fragrant scent behind him made Xu Qing sweat on his forehead, and he suddenly regretted asking his name.

“There are twelve holes in the flute, and your hands are on the left side.” Zixuan Shangxian’s voice was sweet and greasy – the confusion spread into his mind and became ripples, exhaling like Lan Lieutenant General Xu Qing held it The flute’s hands were placed on the end of the flute, and the whole process was very meticulous hand-in-hand teaching him. Finally, when Xu Qing’s body was stiff, Zixuan Shangxian raised Xu Qing’s hands and placed the flute in the correct posture. before his lips.

“Children: study hard and don’t get distracted. Now take a breath like this.” A heat came from Xu Qing’s ear and the voice of Zixuan Shangxian whispered in his ear, Xu Qing’s body became more and more stiff, and he was very nervous Brings an accelerated heartbeat. After he was silent for a few breaths of time, he managed to adjust his mentality. According to the teachings of Shangxuan Zixuan, he gently blew a harsh flute sound.

Immediately, Shangxuan Zixuan laughed, walked from behind Xu Qing to face him, raised her green jade fingers, and gracefully landed in front of Xu Qing on the flute, covering a sound hole.

“How about this”

Between the words, she looked at Xu Qing, the red layer was slightly opened with laughter, and her eyes were more profound, especially when the pretty face that could be broken was flawless, at the same time, such a close distance made Xu Qing’s eyes widen. In the middle, there was a daze for the first time, until the next moment, there was a thunder in the sky, and the rain fell on the ground and fell on the protection of the French boat. The sound of slaps made Xu Qing’s body-shock back a few times. step.

“Thank you seniors and juniors for learning, and then you can explore by yourself”

Zixuan Shangxian smiled, she seemed to like seeing Xu Qing’s nervous look, she heard that her beautiful eyes swept over Xu Qing’s eyes and then sat on the side, leaning on her chin and looking at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing took a deep breath, picked up the flute with crossed knees, closed his eyes, recalled the method taught by Zixuan Shangxian for a moment, opened it, and blew lightly. Although the flute sound was not harsh this time, it only meant a whimper, without any aesthetic feeling.

“Take your time, little one, don’t be in a hurry.” Zixuan Shangxian smiled gently, and the time passed slowly like this – the night passed.

This night outside, the sound of rain pouring down and rain continued, and sometimes thunder and thunder roared and rain and cold filled the air.

The eyes of the High Immortal Zixuan on the French boat were always looking at Xu Qing, gradually becoming more gentle and sometimes speaking to the rhythm while Xu Qing gradually calmed down and studied seriously.

Xi was not very proficient until the rain stopped as the rain stopped, and the intermittent flute sound with a strong jerky meaning reverberated in all directions at sunrise.

The flute wafting on Mount Taisdue was also introduced to the bank of the Yunxian Wangu River, making the mortal people who came here after the rain wiped their bodies covered with foreign matter and rotted their empty eyes with more fluctuations and raised their heads. In the sky, in the empty boat, the eyes of Zixuan Shangxian left Xu Qing’s body for the first time from last night until now. She looked at the river bank and spoke softly.

“Wait a moment”

(This chapter is not over!)

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In the words, Zixuan Shangxian stood up – stepped off the magic boat and walked to the shore, UU reading www. In the eyes of ordinary people, the beauty of the immortal Zixuan who came here seemed to be the most beautiful existence in this world, causing them to tremble and feel ashamed.

It was obviously not the first time for Shangxian Zixuan to do this kind of thing. She knew how to deal with it. She had a gentle smile on her face. This gentle smile dissipated everyone’s anxiety. She walked to a little girl who was dying on the shore. before.

The little girl’s whole body has been rotted and most of it is full of foreign substances, exuding a stench, but there is still a light of her age in her eyes, but this light is fading with the passage of life, looking at the little girl in white clothes Zixuan Shangxian squatted down, without any disgust, gently stroked the little girl’s forehead, and gradually the rot on the little girl began to improve.

“Although the world is bitter, you must also have hope in your heart.” Shangxian Zixuan said softly, with a gentle face, and took out a piece of candy and placed it in the little girl’s mouth.

After a while, the light in the little girl’s eyes brightened again.

Zixuan Shangxian smiled, but his eyes swept around and sighed softly.

As strong as she can change a destiny, but cannot change the world, Xu Qing stood on the bow and watched this scene silently.

Chapter 298 A song of red dust